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^_^ Anyhoo, here's the **hopefully** long awaited chapter 3 of Incomplete…
Enjoy!
~Midnight.Star~
Midnight.Star@angelfire.com
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yugi, and I probably never will. Please don't sue me!
P.S. For all of those who are waiting for chapter 6 of 'You mentioned eternity', please forgive me. I'm having terrible writer's block with that one right now. Gomen ne sai, and please be patient! Gomen!
My eyes open softly, the sunlight is streaming in through the windows of my apartment. The blankets I have wrapped myself up in are comfortable and warm, it takes awhile to decide if I'm going to get up at all. For the meanwhile, I just lay there, thinking of the boy called Sukunami Taka. Who are you, really? Did Suzaku finally hear my prayers? The blue ink from the pen is still readable on my hand, as I play with shadows falling across my fingers, opening and closing my hand to reassure myself that it is still there.
I had written his number down on a sheet of paper near my phone when I had finally returned to my now empty apartment. Walking to the phone, I make sure I've still got the number, with a sigh of relief. Breakfast sounds appetizing, but a quick check around my kitchen only produces a couple boxes of Pocky. A visit to the grocery is what I really need today, along with several other various stores.
Decidedly, I walk quickly down the short hall into the bathroom, and turn the water on as hot as it will go. Steam begins to rise, and I shrug off my pajamas and step in, welcoming the stinging heat pounding my body. A singing voice bewilders me, and I finally realize that it's my own voice, I'm singing in the shower. I haven't done that for the longest time. A smile breaks across my face, I sing louder and use up most of the hot water allocated for my apartment for the morning.
After my shower, I get dressed into khakis and a flattering burgundy sweater, my hair going back into a clip. Errands need to be run, and I plan to finish them before Taka gets off of work. Locking up the apartment, I take the elevator down, and step out onto the busy streets. People are everywhere I look, going to work, and no school uniforms dot the sidewalks due to it being the weekend, but the students revel in their two-day freedom.
I walk down the sidewalk, appreciating the fact that the day is warmer than last night. The air is still crisp, but I have no need for a jacket. Taking my sweet time, I visit the stores I find necessary, occasionally looking in through the windows of the really expensive ones. Such things often catch my eye, but the prices are daunting, and I walk away. Time passes, and I realize morning has passed, and it is well into the afternoon. Taka might have called, so I begin heading back to my apartment, hope rising in my thoughts and expression. That is, until, I hear a voice call from across the street.
"Miaka!" Yui waves her hand high, crossing the street at the nearby crosswalk. Catching up with me, she runs her hand casually through her now shoulder-length blonde hair. "Miaka, I tried calling you last night! I wanted to tell you about…" She stops suddenly. "Miaka, are you okay?" Her eyes look into mine, her hunter green coat sharply contrasting her eyes. Blonde bangs hang in her face, and she nonchalantly brushes them away.
"What do you mean, Yui-chan?" I smile at her, and this time, I know it's not fake. Yui still looks confused, but she's smiling slightly.
"Miaka, you look happy." Happy? Me? I haven't been happy since the last days in the ShiJinTenChiSho. But Taka… I realize. I'm happy. I may not have the rest of the seishi with me, but I have my Tamahome. True love, he's made it into this world for me. Somehow… I ponder for a moment, until Yui brings me out of my thoughts again.
"Miaka?" She asks me, waving her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Miaka, did something happen?" I look at her, and a genuine smile covers my face.
"Yes, something did."
"You're joking! In the park, just like that?!" Her eyes are **very** wide, she isn't sure of reconciliation with him. If he'll forgive her for everything she's done to him. Her mind forces her to remember, she shakes her head violently, as if to rid herself of the memories. Worried, I reach my hand to her shoulder, startling her.
"Yui-chan, are you okay?" She nods, regaining her composure.
"Are you going to see him today?"
"He's supposed to call me after work, or vice versa. I hope so, but the thing is, he doesn't remember a thing about the book. He told me his name was Sukunami Taka." Yui sips her coffee thoughtfully for a few minutes, we sit in a small shop that the two of us visit often. My eyes are sparkling with happiness, but I am stopped when my friend's face turns a sudden pale color. "Yui-chan?"
"If Tamahome came back… Then… do you think Nakago…?" I look up at her abruptly, the name will be forever imprinted into me. Sometimes I have nightmares about him, and all the Seriyuu. Not lately, but they still come. The last one was two weeks ago, and I was all alone with Nakago again. His face is still fresh in my memory, my mind runs once more down the path of what-ifs and if I had…
"I wouldn't know." Shaking my head, I look out the window. The sky is now dark, and the stars are peeking out from the cover of day. The moon hangs just over the horizon, rising into the evening sky. Soft moonlight illuminates the park across the street, the pink petals preparing to bloom. We talk for a few more hours, when I begin to wonder how long I've been out, and if… "Yui-chan?" She looks up, and I smile at her. "I better be heading back to my apartment soon. It's getting late." She smiles as well, offering to walk with me, for she is still living in the Hongo residence just a few minutes away. Now, unaware of the time, the two of us walk around the city for a few more hours, catching up here and there. She and Tetsuya are really becoming close, I'm happy for her. She needs someone who will unconditionally love her, and not be harsh and cold. That's what had happened earlier, and look at the results. Tetsuya's a good guy.
We finally reach my apartment, and the clock is disbelieving. It's much later than I said I would be home, I desperately hope Taka hasn't called yet. The elevator is taking its sweet time getting to my floor, and the only other passenger is busy on her cell phone, exclaiming loudly about her new talking parrot. Amused, I consider how much she resembles one, what with her pointy noise and screechy voice. She gets off two floors before me, thankfully, and I am left to my thoughts. Two floors later, the elevator lurches to a stop, as I step out into the warmly lit hallway, and stop dead in my tracks.
A form sits by my door, and my mind quickly races. I stop, realizing who it is. Slate-colored bangs fall over sleeping eyes, he's got his knees drawn up to his chest, one arm wrapped around them. A long black trenchcoat is lazily wrapped around his body, underneath are black pants and white shirt, the top few buttons casually undone; I smile happily at his peaceful look.
I choose my steps, treading carefully as not to wake him just yet. Kneeling down next to him, I carefully position myself sitting against the wall next to him, leaning lightly against the sleeping boy. Even in his sleep, Taka shifts his weight slightly, wrapping one arm around me, and pulls me gently against his side. Warmth surrounds me, and I respond to the beckoning of sleep, not realizing how tired I was earlier. Yes, Yui-chan… I am happy.
Well, what do you guys think? I really like writing this, because I find it as a stress reliever and a way to clear my head. Wai! I think it's so cool that the people who review my stories (Hint hint) leave such nice comments, really. I just want to thank you all, and I owe this chapter to some dear friends (Jen, Mononoke Hime, and Tinker_Belle. You guys know who you are! Also to Juuhachigou-chan, too. ^_^ I love you all!) For inspiration to make myself write more. Thanks, and please be a responsible reader and review! ^_^
~Midnight.Star~
~Midnight.Star~
Midnight.Star@angelfire.com
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yugi, and I probably never will. Please don't sue me!
P.S. For all of those who are waiting for chapter 6 of 'You mentioned eternity', please forgive me. I'm having terrible writer's block with that one right now. Gomen ne sai, and please be patient! Gomen!
My eyes open softly, the sunlight is streaming in through the windows of my apartment. The blankets I have wrapped myself up in are comfortable and warm, it takes awhile to decide if I'm going to get up at all. For the meanwhile, I just lay there, thinking of the boy called Sukunami Taka. Who are you, really? Did Suzaku finally hear my prayers? The blue ink from the pen is still readable on my hand, as I play with shadows falling across my fingers, opening and closing my hand to reassure myself that it is still there.
I had written his number down on a sheet of paper near my phone when I had finally returned to my now empty apartment. Walking to the phone, I make sure I've still got the number, with a sigh of relief. Breakfast sounds appetizing, but a quick check around my kitchen only produces a couple boxes of Pocky. A visit to the grocery is what I really need today, along with several other various stores.
Decidedly, I walk quickly down the short hall into the bathroom, and turn the water on as hot as it will go. Steam begins to rise, and I shrug off my pajamas and step in, welcoming the stinging heat pounding my body. A singing voice bewilders me, and I finally realize that it's my own voice, I'm singing in the shower. I haven't done that for the longest time. A smile breaks across my face, I sing louder and use up most of the hot water allocated for my apartment for the morning.
After my shower, I get dressed into khakis and a flattering burgundy sweater, my hair going back into a clip. Errands need to be run, and I plan to finish them before Taka gets off of work. Locking up the apartment, I take the elevator down, and step out onto the busy streets. People are everywhere I look, going to work, and no school uniforms dot the sidewalks due to it being the weekend, but the students revel in their two-day freedom.
I walk down the sidewalk, appreciating the fact that the day is warmer than last night. The air is still crisp, but I have no need for a jacket. Taking my sweet time, I visit the stores I find necessary, occasionally looking in through the windows of the really expensive ones. Such things often catch my eye, but the prices are daunting, and I walk away. Time passes, and I realize morning has passed, and it is well into the afternoon. Taka might have called, so I begin heading back to my apartment, hope rising in my thoughts and expression. That is, until, I hear a voice call from across the street.
"Miaka!" Yui waves her hand high, crossing the street at the nearby crosswalk. Catching up with me, she runs her hand casually through her now shoulder-length blonde hair. "Miaka, I tried calling you last night! I wanted to tell you about…" She stops suddenly. "Miaka, are you okay?" Her eyes look into mine, her hunter green coat sharply contrasting her eyes. Blonde bangs hang in her face, and she nonchalantly brushes them away.
"What do you mean, Yui-chan?" I smile at her, and this time, I know it's not fake. Yui still looks confused, but she's smiling slightly.
"Miaka, you look happy." Happy? Me? I haven't been happy since the last days in the ShiJinTenChiSho. But Taka… I realize. I'm happy. I may not have the rest of the seishi with me, but I have my Tamahome. True love, he's made it into this world for me. Somehow… I ponder for a moment, until Yui brings me out of my thoughts again.
"Miaka?" She asks me, waving her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Miaka, did something happen?" I look at her, and a genuine smile covers my face.
"Yes, something did."
"You're joking! In the park, just like that?!" Her eyes are **very** wide, she isn't sure of reconciliation with him. If he'll forgive her for everything she's done to him. Her mind forces her to remember, she shakes her head violently, as if to rid herself of the memories. Worried, I reach my hand to her shoulder, startling her.
"Yui-chan, are you okay?" She nods, regaining her composure.
"Are you going to see him today?"
"He's supposed to call me after work, or vice versa. I hope so, but the thing is, he doesn't remember a thing about the book. He told me his name was Sukunami Taka." Yui sips her coffee thoughtfully for a few minutes, we sit in a small shop that the two of us visit often. My eyes are sparkling with happiness, but I am stopped when my friend's face turns a sudden pale color. "Yui-chan?"
"If Tamahome came back… Then… do you think Nakago…?" I look up at her abruptly, the name will be forever imprinted into me. Sometimes I have nightmares about him, and all the Seriyuu. Not lately, but they still come. The last one was two weeks ago, and I was all alone with Nakago again. His face is still fresh in my memory, my mind runs once more down the path of what-ifs and if I had…
"I wouldn't know." Shaking my head, I look out the window. The sky is now dark, and the stars are peeking out from the cover of day. The moon hangs just over the horizon, rising into the evening sky. Soft moonlight illuminates the park across the street, the pink petals preparing to bloom. We talk for a few more hours, when I begin to wonder how long I've been out, and if… "Yui-chan?" She looks up, and I smile at her. "I better be heading back to my apartment soon. It's getting late." She smiles as well, offering to walk with me, for she is still living in the Hongo residence just a few minutes away. Now, unaware of the time, the two of us walk around the city for a few more hours, catching up here and there. She and Tetsuya are really becoming close, I'm happy for her. She needs someone who will unconditionally love her, and not be harsh and cold. That's what had happened earlier, and look at the results. Tetsuya's a good guy.
We finally reach my apartment, and the clock is disbelieving. It's much later than I said I would be home, I desperately hope Taka hasn't called yet. The elevator is taking its sweet time getting to my floor, and the only other passenger is busy on her cell phone, exclaiming loudly about her new talking parrot. Amused, I consider how much she resembles one, what with her pointy noise and screechy voice. She gets off two floors before me, thankfully, and I am left to my thoughts. Two floors later, the elevator lurches to a stop, as I step out into the warmly lit hallway, and stop dead in my tracks.
A form sits by my door, and my mind quickly races. I stop, realizing who it is. Slate-colored bangs fall over sleeping eyes, he's got his knees drawn up to his chest, one arm wrapped around them. A long black trenchcoat is lazily wrapped around his body, underneath are black pants and white shirt, the top few buttons casually undone; I smile happily at his peaceful look.
I choose my steps, treading carefully as not to wake him just yet. Kneeling down next to him, I carefully position myself sitting against the wall next to him, leaning lightly against the sleeping boy. Even in his sleep, Taka shifts his weight slightly, wrapping one arm around me, and pulls me gently against his side. Warmth surrounds me, and I respond to the beckoning of sleep, not realizing how tired I was earlier. Yes, Yui-chan… I am happy.
Well, what do you guys think? I really like writing this, because I find it as a stress reliever and a way to clear my head. Wai! I think it's so cool that the people who review my stories (Hint hint) leave such nice comments, really. I just want to thank you all, and I owe this chapter to some dear friends (Jen, Mononoke Hime, and Tinker_Belle. You guys know who you are! Also to Juuhachigou-chan, too. ^_^ I love you all!) For inspiration to make myself write more. Thanks, and please be a responsible reader and review! ^_^
~Midnight.Star~